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  There were only the two of them halfway up the hill. Other than the sound of their breaths, it was eerily silent around them.

  The pale moonlight shone on their moving bodies, giving their writhing bodies a faint glow.

  Gradually, the war in the tent became calm. After cleaning up, the man carried the woman and climbed into the sleeping bag.

  Xia Yanran leaned against the man’s chest, her body stiff. Her mind was still awake even after he had fallen asleep.

  Despite his morbid fascination with her, she could not bring herself to like this man beside her. She would never forget his abuse and torture that night three years ago.

  Back then, she had met Yi Fan and he brought her out of the darkness. She thought she could live a normal life, but she did not expect……

  Perhaps it was because he had done it twice in a row, the man was enjoying the relaxation after satisfying himself. His nose was buried in her neck, tickling her.

  The strong masculine breath invaded Xia Yanran’s nose from time to time. Her slender waist was held tightly by the man. Xia Yanran did not like Xiao Yi. She despised him to the core, hating everything about him, including his body temperature and hot breath.

  It was quiet all around except for the sounds of the insects and birds outside and the even breathing of the man.

  Once again, Xia Yanran thought of that terrible idea that had sprouted inside the depths of her mind.

  As the idea continued to play inside her mind, her heart started to beat wildly, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

  She moved away slightly and removed the man’s hand from her waist before coming out of the sleeping bag.

  Perhaps he was too tired, the man did not wake up.

  Xia Yanran swallowed nervously and her long eyelashes fluttered.

  Before he had laid down with her in his arms, she saw that he had put that gun under the pillow.

  Xia Yanran pursed her lips, held her breath and reached out her hand, pulling out the gun from under the pillow.

  She had been a war correspondent for a month so she was not a stranger to guns.

  But when she touched the gun, her heart was still beating wildly.

  Looking at Xiao Yi who was fast asleep, she opened her eyes wide, her breathing tight,.

  Her gaze, which was full of fear and hatred, swept past his eyebrows, his deep-set eyes, that high nose bridge and those tightly pursed lips.

  If it wasn’t for Xiao Yi, she would not have to live such a humiliating and fearful life.

  If it wasn’t for him, she could be with the person she liked and do the things she liked.

  In fact, Xiao Yi was not asleep. He lay there with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. The sleeping bag was full of warmth, but he felt like he was in a cold cave.

  He was cold from head to toe.

  He was waiting to see if she would pull the trigger.

  In fact, he knew that Xia Yanran disliked him, hated him and was disgusted by him.

  But he did not know she hated him to the extent of wanting him to die!

  He had never imagined had lived so badly!

  Although he forced her to obey him, when her sweet mouth was doing that for him, he really felt like he was in heaven.

  Great.

  Numb.

  Crisp.

  Feelings he had never experienced before.

  He had heard from some of his good friends that it was really an ecstatic feeling when women use their mouths to help a man do that kind of thing.

  But he had too much blood on his hands, and had a lot of enemies who wanted to take revenge against him. Many enemies sent women to him in order to take revenge.

  So, he had never exposed his most vulnerable spot to a woman before.

  When Xia Yanran was doing that to him, he was delighted, but this delight was only an illusion she had used to confuse him.

  Sadness and irony spread out from his heart.

  Xia Yanran held the gun in her hand and was extremely tense, like a stretched bow that would break any time.

  She was terrified of this man in front of her.

  And yet, she really wanted to be free from him.

  Within a short period of time, Xia Yanran’s thoughts were racing marathons around in her head. She closed her eyes and gradually increased the strength in her finger.

  Click.

  Following the crisp sound, Xiao Yi’s body shook.

  His heart seemed to have fallen into an endless expanse of ice.

  This woman, she really dared to shoot! She really wanted him dead!

  Xia Yanran saw that there was no bullet in the gun and her mind was blank. Especially when she saw that the man who was supposed to be asleep had his eyes open.

  The man sat up from the sleeping bag. The expression on his handsome face was dark and the corners of his lips lifted into a wry smirk.

  Xia Yanran saw his expression and her hair stood on end.

  The way he looked was making her absolutely frightened now.

  In her fearful and panicked gaze, she saw him slowly spreading open his palm.

  There were bullets inside and he dropped them, one by one.

  Xia Yanran’s heart was about to stop beating and she knew she was completely doomed.

  “How dare you f*cking shoot!” Xiao Yi’s eyes were bloodshot, like he was like an enraged and uncontrollable beast, baring his sharp fangs, wanting to devour her flesh and drink her blood.

  Xia Yanran’s lips trembled and before she could react, her neck was being grabbed by the man’s hand.

  Xiao Yi smiled coldly. “You want me to die that badly? I’ll send you down to hell first!”


  The hand around her neck began to tighten and Xia Yanran’s mind went blank, her face was turning purple, her lungs started to lack oxygen.

  Thinking of Junyuan and her younger sister, the tears in Xia Yanran’s eyes fell drop by drop like a line of broken pearls.

  Oxygen was gradually draining away and she felt like she was going to suffocate to death. She closed her eyes slowly, waiting for the moment of death but he suddenly released her.

  The man pushed her down roughly and lowered his head, kissing away her tears, a strange smile on his face.

  “Xia Yanran, if I don’t show you what I’m made of, you probably don’t know how I got into this position today!”


  He touched her trembling lips with his calloused hands, smiling coldly. “Yanran, how do you think I should punish you for being disobedient?”


  Xia Yanran’s eyelashes trembled and she did not know what to say and what else could she say.

  She did not dare to look at him. His voice, his breath were like a ghosts in her heart, so cold that they sent shivers down her spine.

  Panic surged into Xia Yanran’s heart like a tidal wave. She was sad and had lost all hope, pained and afraid. She did not know what sins she had committed in her previous life to have met with such a cold-blooded pervert like him.

  “Xiao Yi, let me go, please, I beg you……”


  Xiao Yi’s smirked coldly and a trace of coldness flashed past his eyes. “It’s too late.”


  Not wanting to see her crying face, he turned her over, spread her legs open and entered her roughly.

  It was so painful that Xia Yanran’s tears continued to fall. She knew that she would never be able to push away this devil anymore.

  “Xiao Yi, I hate you, I hate you!”


  Xiao Yi gave a low laugh. “Xia Yanran, have you forgotten that you were a prostitute once? Aren’t prostitutes used for this?”


  Xia Yanran fainted from the pain under his repeated torture.

  Xiao Yi turned her body around and looked at her tear-streaked face. He lowered his head and kissed them away.

  The cold and menacing expression on his handsome face faded away. He kissed the woman’s lips and said with a low and husky voice, “Ranran, don’t ever anger me again, hmm?”